[right]Rembrandt Township
April 13, X903
Suspicious Monster Sighting-Briefing
[@Cello][@Lunarlord34][@Sanguine Rose][/right]

The Sergeant paused as they asked about the exact method of dealing with the monster in question. Obviously the quickest and least dangerous thing to do, that he was sure was the best way to do it, was to kill the beast. If there were scientific inquiries into the beast, there were autopsies and similar techniques the corpse would be more than sufficient for, but capturing it offered insight into behavioral patterns, diet, calls and other things a corpse couldn't offer. Admittedly, Monreu wasn't sure which he'd prefer and he knew the commander just wanted it neutralized, alive or captured. After some consideration, he nodded, mostly to himself. "Objective is simply neutralizing the threat, so if we can capture, the attempt can be made, but I'd prefer we all get home in one piece, so kill it if necessary." He started to turn, then paused.

"My job is to make sure you all get home in one piece and alive. I'll do what I have to to complete that objective, clear?"

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[right]Road to the Outpost
April 13, X903
Urgent Delivery-Rendezvous
[@hatakekuro][@Sanguine Rose][/right]

The guardsmen jolted slightly in surprise when the water armor appeared on them, but, despite their insistence that they were fairly green compared to other members who usually did these escorts, didn't panic or get distracted too much. The Corporal was the only one who spoke. "Some warning next time would be appreciated." They all moved around to get a feel for the extra protection as Nolan used his True Sight to look for the very souls of the predators. And while he could see them, they were incredibly fast moving and hard to keep track of, with a pair even jumping over the caravan, attempting to spoke the horses. To the credit of the animals, however, they held their ground, true to their training. PFC Tanson suddenly fired a burst into one of the bushes to his right, blue lines of energy burning through the underbrush. "It's not just fucking Asterins, they're swarming!" In response, three Asterins rushed at Nolan and Ria, the two seeemingly least well protected members of the caravan. They could both see the toxin Ria had heard rumors about practically dripping from their mouths.

One of the other PFCs opened fire in support of the mages as the other three gunned down the Asterin as they large and agile lizards rushed out of the underbrush. "Watch the upper branches," the Corporal called, "they're not ashamed to get the literal jump on us!"

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[right]Rembrandt Township
April 13, X903
Rising Starborn Guild Hall
[@Cello][@samreaper][@twave][@Joshua Tamashii][@LunarLord34][/right]

Jenna raised an eyebrow as D'Angelo left, but she didn't speak up or try and stop him, instead listening to Ariel and chuckling slightly at her suggestion. It would seem that her gift of magic for the young woman had induced a sense of loyalty stronger than she normally saw in new members, but she was glad all the same. Having an older, even if newer, member of the guild on the job would be good and improve the odds of the job's requester not turning them down outright. "Go ahead, Ariel, you can go as well. Just remember, hourly check-ins. Amelia, your dad's entrusted me to keep you safe and this job should be perfect to ease you into guild life. However, you have my number if you need someone you know to talk to at any point, alright?"